“Oh?” Colton raised his eyebrows. “What’s this?”
Isaac smirked, tilting his head so the glittery bow sparkled under the Christmas lights. A string of decorative lights Colton had covered the inside of Isaac’s apartment with because his boyfriend couldn’t bother with being festive. Or so Colton thought, but now this bow look was giving him ideas.
“I suppose you’re a present for me to unwrap.”
“Yeah.” He shrugged. “I might’ve gotten you a gift card, too, but figured you should be able to unwrap one present early.”
Colton chuckled, stepping in close to Isaac. He gripped Isaac’s slacks, immediately unfastening the button with his practiced hand as he kicked the door closed behind him.
“You can’t open it here,” Isaac whispered, teasingly leading Colton toward his bedroom.
This suggested Colton had less of a say in the gift he was about to receive. At first, he figured Isaac wanted a blowjob, which Colton would eagerly provide since finals had kept them both super busy, and Colton hadn’t gotten off with Isaac in a while. All studying and no fun.
“I wanted to get you something really, really special,” Isaac said, pushing Colton back onto the mattress and taking his time to undress.
Slowly, seductively, Isaac unhooked his suspenders, then let his baggy pants glide to the floor around his ankles.
“Hey!” Colton snapped. “You’re unwrapping my gift.”
Isaac shushed him. “Did I mention how impressed I was by your final grades this semester?”
Colton rolled his eyes, ignoring the heat in his face. Isaac always did annoying things like that, praising Colton for his work ethic, like any of it had to do with him. Colton knew he wouldn’t have passed his finals without Isaac’s intensive study regimens.
“Seriously, you aced your exams, passed six classes in one semester.”
“Yeah, and I am never taking six classes again.”
“Oh, yes, you are,” Isaac said with a stern glare. “Especially since you’ll be dropping to four in the spring.”
With baseball right around the corner, there was no way Colton could balance practice, games, and six classes. Four would be a headache enough. Plus maintaining the B average Isaac continued to insist Colton was capable of achieving.
Isaac shot Colton a look—a very assertive look that told him he needed to start undressing and catch up. As Colton took off his shirt, Isaac slipped out of his slacks, making a little show of it. Hell, he’d even wore a skimpy pair of boxer briefs that looked like something out of Colton’s wardrobe. They definitely weren’t, though, considering how skintight they were around Isaac.
“Well?” Isaac slid his thumbs around the elastic band of his underwear.
“I have to undress first?” Colton unfastened his pants, kicking them off along with his underwear and tossing them onto the floor. “This is feeling less and less like a gift for me and more like a you gift.”
“That so?” Isaac slowly stripped off his boxer briefs until he stood naked at the end of the bed.
Colton didn’t respond; he just waited silently. When Isaac slowly crawled onto the bed, he half expected him to grab Colton by the ankles and roll him onto his stomach. When he reached his waist, he thought maybe he’d spin him around and rim Colton. When his lips nearly pressed to Colton’s, he expected Isaac to collapse onto him, grinding and kissing and rolling around the bed until they fucked.
These were all things Colton had experienced and enjoyed with Isaac, yet none of his normal moves came into play. The silence, the anticipation… It excited Colton, making his dick perk up a bit.
Isaac straddled Colton, letting his bare ass brush against Colton’s stiffening cock. That nearly made Colton leap.
“For your gift, I thought it was time you showed me what an excellent pitcher you are.”
“Wait, what?” Colton sprang up, hands wrapping around Isaac’s waist so he didn’t jostle him off. “Are you serious?”
“What do you say, not-so-little pitcher?”
Colton gulped. It hadn’t ever been something he considered. Isaac was very much nonstop top guy energy, and Colton liked taking on the more submissive role. Usually, when he was feeling assertive, he’d just fuck Isaac’s face. They’d grown into a very back-and-forth flow when it came to oral. But with anal… Colton wasn’t sure where to begin.
“Are you sure?”
Isaac nodded. “I know it’s something I said I wasn’t interested in. And that remains true. Mostly.”
“But?”